teaching

I'm not arguing. But I resent that. We have different views on what teaching means and the fine line between what society thinks learning nothing and something is. I put limitations and guidelines on what they want to do but bsides their play is their work their learning some don't always listen to me and I make compromises and choose my battles but contrary to what others may belive I'm not a pushover. I always do what I feel is best for the child and the situation. I teach to respect property and others and to try to their best ability, not to give up. Not to lose their curiousity, interests, passions, and most importantly their imaginations. Because we live in restraint filled generation on young minds and even more so our own minds, because we are the lab rats, we are thes ones who grew up with more rules and the learning curve isn't looking all that hot let me tell you. Some changes need made. Back to the basics. Free mind. Free world.

You may get mad and sarcastically say I'm right, that I'm always right.

But I never said I was right just stated my opinion. People can never understand that. I never think I'm right I just say what I feel. I could be dead right or crazy it doesn't matter to me. But I'm sorry you feel this way and I'm sad that you're mad at me over this.

short but sweet? i tried. i'm tired

accomplished
12/21
winter
checklist
filled c02 tank for beer kegging system
got gift for coworrker in the gift exchange
picked up protein powder
goals
drank green tea like i wanted
didnt drink pop all day
almost got 6 hrs of sleep goal is at least 7
worked out
blogging everyday is a goal
so chalk that one up as a victory too
small steps
small victories

making my own cookbook out of recipes i find mostly out of mens health magazines


next goal need to eat breakfest something healthy full of fiber
cream of wheat
or shredded wheat cereal

need to start flossing everyday
cavs are going to win sweet




kids at work broke the harry potter game i let them play on the computer

it was an easy day until the doomsday known as 5 oclock comes around where it is pure hell and torture until 7
they really wear me out
it felt good having only school agers for the first part of the day though

why won't walmart call me
punks


yesterday i transfered some beer that i made into the carboy
so far so good
hopefully be ready christmas morning


last week they had me spread salt over the entire parking lot
next i'll be shoveling snow and i'm not even being funny because watch they will have me do that
or better yet scrape snow and ice off of people's cars

start of more to come?

Just so everyone knows, I wasn’t exactly lazy. I just hadn’t blogged for awhile because I like to type out everything on Microsoft word first then copy and paste it into my blog and my computer lost everything and I didn’t have Microsoft for awhile and now I do. I have the newest version and I don’t understand it at all. Ugh, how I hate change.
I put in an application at Wal-Mart. Hopefully, I’ll get a call and the transition goes smoothly. I don’t like change that’s why it took me so long to finally decide to quit. At least I will have health benefits and 401k and all that jazz. That should be beneficial and a vast improvement over the nothingness I have now, but I wish it was closer.

I received more beer kits in the mail. They are huge. Can’t wait to make one. I think this Saturday if anyone wants to watch. Hope everything will work out with my dual co2 pressure gauge if not that’s another 130 down the drain.

Wish list contacts

Ignore them. That’s so hard to do. They are some of the worst listeners.

Cavs are currently in the midst of a two game losing streak. Not good. Plus they lost to the bobcats recently. Haven’t been able to watch them on T.V. much. Sad about that.

I hate when T. V. seasons end and I have to wait for new episodes.

I’m hungry 1:40pm and I haven’t eaten anything yet.

The bonsai trees finally came in the mail. I already got the pots and drip trays. They are so tiny. They will take forever to become real bonsai trees. I need to get a finished Bonsai tree so I can maintain it. I wish they would grow like chi-pets. Def have to work my patience. This is sure to help. It will be like watching a little kid grow up before my eyes. It will out live me. Unless I don’t take care of it properly. Wish me luck.

I want to start running daily. I have super bad running skills though. Cardio is not my friend. I have to work my way up.
Rough draft of a kid’s song very beginning stages. Like just jotting down anything I think of
Titled we all sniffle

We all sniffle
Each and every one of us
Babies whine and fuss
If we leave our book bag on the bus
If they are hungry sleepy

Both young and old
When we have a cold
Or after a long cry
Blow our nose
Faucets
When we get the shivers
We blow our noses
When we have leaky hoses
Firm hug a gentle tug
Pat on the back to put me on track
Why do babies cry?
Attention. Hurt?
Tissues, issues
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A girl who likes frogs and worms but not snakes. That is uncommon.

Dog named handsome.

It’s almost Christmas. Almost a New Year. 2010. WOW. Plus, sadly another year older. 27. I feel so old. I mean the age seems old to me. I feel 18. I wish I was 18 again. I wish I could start over. I would do so many things differently. I’d try to take a debate class maybe even do UN or chorus basically all the things I thought were dumb in high school I now wish I would have done. I’d still suck at singing though.

Sports are so overrated in terms of what matters. Staying in shape matters though. Being on a team matters. Being part of something. Where will that get you in life? Some people all they can talk about are sports. How lame is that? Not much of a personality. I want to be deeper than that.
I do everything for this girl and for what. Nothing in return except a whole lot of self pity…

Miserable. Down.

What makes me happy?

I want to do an ABC list
Obviously I got a little lazy and I can’t think of everything off the top of my head. I will surely update this later. I hope. For now.
Answers. Astronomy, Aristotle. Appreciate. Art. Ambition. Animals.
Baseball. Beer. Bonsai. Basketball. Boxing. Books. Breasts. Bench. Blue. Berries. Beauty. Bowling.
Cribbage. Clothes. Cooking. Cards. Calligraphy.

Dreams. Darts. Debating. Dice. Differences. Dominoes.

Loyalty. Lists. Laughing. Love. Life.
Romance. Reading. Reason.
Kisses.
Words.
Pens.
Questions.
Smiles. Sports. Sex.

Jeans.
Innocence. Imaginations. Irony. Imperfection. Infinity.

Goals. Golf. Games. Green Tea.
Fruit. Father. Fly-Fishing.

Pride. Principle.
Humor. Honesty. Honor. Hoodies. Hockey. Hair. Hugs.
Movies. Music. Mother. Mancala. Magic. Massages.


Things I need
Turface Clay
Organic Potting Soli
Aged Pine bark or pine mulch
Bonsai scissors
Branch cutter
Wire cutter
Aluminum wire
Wire pliers
Bowling shoes.
Things I want to do or take up
Basket weaving. Pottery.

Fancy parking spot away from the petty folk
Everyone’s a little bit happier on a Friday

Demoralizing working there

Your denials are tearing me up inside. But I won’t let them out.

Go figure another lie another broken promise it’s so hard to let go to move on

Gotta change what I can now.

I want to make a space saver table. With like hidden storage.

Do some soul searching. I really need to write more.

Flood of tears. Down pour. An open door that was closed before.

The songs that make me think of you make you think of someone else
It’s so freaking cold.

Another rough draft children’s song
This is the choo-choo song
Where we go chugging along
We blow our whistles
And toot our horns
We toot our horn since the day we were born
Can you count the puffs of smoke by grabbing them out of the air?

Tracks transportation exploration discovery train caboose engineer passengers
Puff puff puff toot toot toot choo choo choo chugga chugga chugga

The gates go down and you stop
The gates go up and you go (drive)

I’m weird I know
I’ve been here before each time hurts more
So many guys knocking on your door I was never jealous of you and him I’m only jealous of you and them some other random guy who gets the next try while I’m just another passerby

Just watched Mr. Smith Goes to Washington for the 150th time. Inspiring.

updates

A Common Ground For All Walks Of Life

Popular opinion isn't always the right answer...question everything...your response matters...words followed by actions makes the difference and creates change. Word. Action. Difference. Change.

The thinking area,
The contemplating spot,
The imagining space,
The pondering plot,
The meditating place,
Recall, Recollect, Reflect, Reevaluate
It's all one and the same regardless of the name.
Come and gather.

Meet, greet, and tweet!!!

I finally got a twitter account. I don't know why.

I shingled a house today. Go me! Learning lots of construction lately. Want to have more manly trades and skills under my belt. Mission being accomplished.

Trying to be more positive.

Maybe she's the one? Keeping my fingers crossed.

Ikariam is alright. Nothing fancy, but some what entertaining.

I relied on you like purple does on green...

Have I ever said how much I hate my job?

I wish I had a house, but I've made too many mistakes in my life. College. No I don't mean doing stupid things while in college I mean attending college in general. I never should have went. What a waste of money.
Drinking and driving. I think I finally put that to a stop for good. It's hard though as stupid as it is, it's still hard. Especially living in a spread out boring hell hole of a place known as Ashtabula County.

I want a house with a room that consists of only a hammock, a crate with magazines or books on top of it, a fan, and maybe a few plants.

Football is officially starting tonight. Grid Iron Fever. The terrible towels truly is an amazing story, even though I really hate the Steelers. Props to them and Myron.

Who wants to watch the Buckeyes vs. USC game with me Saturday at 8?
Also, who would like to chip in and watch the Mayweather fight at my house Sept. 19th?


I need to get an oil change for my car I've driven almost 4500 miles already.

I need to detach myself from mean, uncaring, selfish, women.

You not only lost a great friend, but a damn good man too.

Authentic.

I got bit for like the 100th time at work today. I haven't been bitten that much since I was 18 an this woman was a real biter in bed, she loved to scratch too. Ahh. Good times.

Writing helps me keep things in perspective. Relaxes me. Relieves stress. Gets stuff off my mind, passes time, and helps me remember.

Bullshit, that I can't write when the kids are napping.


Been going around door to door and to businesses advertising where I work, even though in my heart of hearts I would never promote that place. It's a job.

Been watching a lot of movies lately in theaters, because it's one of the few entertaining things to do here.

Such curious roaming eyes, deep in concentration

I'm stuck. Dug a hole.
Quick sand.

There's this child at work I can't stand and it' snot even the one that bites me.

I wish parents did a better job in teaching their kids how to listen and follow rules. Would make things a lot easier.

I'm so glad the U is almost back, even though they have an impossible schedule this year, at least they aren't afraid to play ranked opponents. We are family!!!

What is the world coming to? I witnessed two workers fighting at the YMCA right in front of me. I mean the YMCA they are suppose to be happy and cheerful and greet you with a smile and be friendly and here they are going at it like cat's and dogs. Women are a rare breed they really don't mind putting on a show, which I refer to as an episode and they have such big ego's that no matter how wrong they are or how silly, bitchy, and stupid they look, all they think is that to everyone else the other person looks even more ridiculous then them.

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Hell of a day. Let me tell you. Don't want to push the repeat button on that one. Plus I made my steak chili too spicy for my own good. Too much chili powder. Oh well it's still yummy. My nostrils needed cleaned out anyways from all that messy gutting and cleaning I did yesterday.

I want to see Gamer
and some other new movie with Gerard Butler in it law abiding citizen maybe? my friend said it was called liberty something

I thought you looked really beautiful today. Hope your day went well. I know you thought it might suck, so I hope it didn't.

Some day you'll see
I was just being me

hmm

I out did myself tonight. Black beans and rice w/ garlic, lots of onions and green peppers and a dash or two of oregano and black pepper. Oh and I threw on a healthy helping of Frank's Red Hot.Then the main dish was some Cajun flavored drum sticks. Also, had a side green peppers cut length wise.

I seen this family grocery shopping tonight. Pause. You might think where's the story, you were at a grocery store what did you expect to see? Well I just like pausing long enough so that I know people are paying attention enough to be like yeah and your point is? Well the bill was 67 dollars and some odd amount of change and the first credit card she handed the cashier was denied, the second one had a limit of 64 dollars left on it, and then finally she had to pay the remaining 3 or so dollars with yet a third credit card. America is fucking it up big time right now. It's a sad story. People can't even afford groceries.

I bought a white 2 pc. stocking wave cap tonight and a Satin DuRag. They are both sweet. Pictures might be posted. Although I already know they will be hilariously embarassing.

The movie Seven Pounds makes me want to do something meaningful in my life more so than I already do...but what?
You can tell the minds behind making the movies of the 1980's were still recovering from their acid tripping days of the 60's. I mean have you seen the G.I. Joe movie of 1987 recently? I have. Cobra-lalalalalalalala.

while i was running errands I bumped into you. Grocery shopping about to make dinner for two. and low and behold I wasn't the one to be having that food when it's done

if you find yourself in an unhappy situation
just turn yourself around and head in the opposite direction
you'll know where to go and
if not don't worry
what you're looking for will find you

wow i posted

I bought two fly rods. A pair of waders and some boots. A bunch of fly lures and a fillet knife and fish scaler. I tried to go fly-fishing unsuccessfully, however at the bridge in Harpersfield. Better luck next time, I suppose. I need to go, I do have my fishing licenses after all. 19 bucks, I better use it. I want to go, but never actually go. It sucks.

Went golfing a few times.

I swim at the Y now.

Been playing racquetball. Getting pretty good. For still not knowing how to really play. I just rely on my athletic ability.

I need new shoes.

I asked this boy if he liked Carmelo. He said who? I said Carmelo Anthony you know He still seemed confused. Then I pointed to his number 15 Denver Nuggets Jersey and said him. He said, oh yeah, then he changed his mind and said no that his mom bought it for him and that he was just wearing it to be nice. I thought that was clever. I went on to ask him if he liked Lebron and he said yeah.I asked if he liked D-Wade he said no. He then said he liked Michael Jordan. I replied who doesn't. What shocked me though was when I thought the conversation was over he turned around and said "someone told me he's retired or something? Is that true?" I said yeah he doesn't play anymore. I think it's so funny that all these kids still love Jordan and that they still think he actually players. What a legacy.

This woman pulled into the parking lot and talked on the phone for literally 35 minutes. While her kids waited on the playground. One of those kids told me that when her mom stuck up one finger saying she would but out in one minute it really meant an hour and she was close it was 35 minutes after all. But what really got me was when the mom was finally done with her "important" phone conversation she yelled at her kids to come to the car like that instant and she was made that they took over 30 seconds that is some lame bs there.

I like being called Mr. Teacher Man, by this one new kid, even though he should call me by my name.

Religion scares me. This one girl was like this book about skeletons and bones was about the devil and that she had to read it so that she could defeat the devil and she was dead serious. She goes around saying how God is awesome all the time and one day I happened to say I was awesome at something and she went off on me she was like only God is awesome are you trying to say you're better than God? There is so much more I can talk about how scared I am dealing with this, but I don't want to. I will just leave it at that.



Opening?

My name is Henrik Mickael Sekerak, pronounced Sa-care-ick. Evidently my family likes the letter K, at first I loathed them for it, but now I have grown to relish it. My father's name is Jilek and I have a brother named Erik. I come from a seemingly normal Roman Catholic family, but believe me I'm far from ordinary. I'm Czechoslovakian as if that really means anything. However, the person(s) trying to get into my head might think otherwise. Some say my last name means dark man, now that may be more fitting.

I'll blow the big surprise early for you. Rule number one of my profession. A killer knows everything about their prey. Studies them, watches them, and thinks like them. I truly walk in their shoes. You have to, if you want to be on top of your game. I kill for one purpose and one purpose only...to see if I can get away with it. I like a challenge. A chess match. Back and forth. Sadly, I have yet to meet a worthy opponent. The police, the FBI amuse me with their resources and tactics. I'm still searching for a true adversary. It boils down to who is willing to make a sacrifice for the greater good? In order to catch me one of them has to be willing to sacrifice something. Even if it is merely a worthless pawn. Each piece plays an important role. It's all in the strategy. I trust no one. That is a sure fire way for us killers to get caught. That or we get lazy, skip steps, and forget to cover our bases. When we fail to prepare for all possible outcomes we slip up. I never plan on making that mistake.

I live alone except for my black lab Charmaine who keeps me company. Once in awhile I have a lady friend or two come over. I keep a journal, because this is my story and I want it to be in my own words. I don't want some hot shot reporter coming along and messing it all up, by distorting the facts and getting paid millions of dollars in endorsement deals to write rubbish, hearsay, and lies.

The only letter better than K is the letter I, because I love myself. So, please forgive me for my numerous I statements. Someday there will be a website dedicated to me, a shrine for my followers to worship. That day of course will come on my deathbed when I willingly give myself up. My only regret is that I won't be around to witness it's full maturation. Forgive me, also for my cynical and dark nature. Once you get to know me you'll see that I'm really a motivated and sophisticated gentleman. All in due time.

I spent my day watching the lead detective pick out peppers at the grocery store. If only he was as elaborate on his cases as he was on what peppers to choose. Then it would be more of a challenge to me. He must have picked up twenty-five peppers and stood there for fifteen minutes and ended up with only three. All different colors. Red, yellow, and green. I was surprised he didn't pick out an orange one as well. Was he planning a traffic light seminar down at the police academy? I shouldn't tease him too much, after all Detective Cristobal LaRose did have one big case under his belt. That of the the brilliant yet flawed art thieve dubbed Forest "The Impostor" Foster. However, the only other thing Cristobal had going for him was his fancy name. Oh and let us not forget his tasty little girlfriend Alexandria Farinacci. How he pulled that one off remains a mystery to even me.

working on it

Last Friday. I want to stay angry, so I actually do something about it! Damned if I do, damned if I don’t. Is how I feel about the situation. Ugh.

I saw a car surrounded by 6 or 7 police cars with their light. Also, I saw what looked to be a 12 year old black boy pulled over by a cop. I swear there is no way he was 16.

What a major disappointment it was to not get to go on that field trip.
This scar on my bicep that was barely noticeable before, keeps getting bigger.

You’re an itch I didn’t scratch
I never struck the match
You didn’t let the feelings hatch
You were always just out of reach
Like a lost ship searching for the beach
Like a little kid trying to pick a peach
My will power had nothing to do with it
You and I just didn’t seem to fit
Just let it disappear, fade away
I’ll forget about you some day
In time I won’t feel it anymore
Eventually I won’t be so sore
I won’t hold you as high
As those stars once in the sky

Had a dream that 10,000 drug-dealing rebels were charging across the field toward my house about to slaughter my entire family. I wasn’t even smart enough to get in my car and drive away and my dad was halfway between them and the house running down the road. Maybe I was waiting for him to make sure he was okay. I think my cousin was the first to die, because he was part of the drug deal and there were a few semi-trucks. I don’t know how 10,000 rebels fit in 3 semi’s but they kept coming out of the woodwork. A lot of other weird and crazy stuff happened but I forgot it all. Always seems to be the case.
I seriously don’t know how guys grow their hair out so long. Like when does it get to that point. I just want to get it to the longest I’ve ever had it.

It doesn’t matter your size or your age
It doesn’t matter your job or your wage

early on in the month of June possibly even May, I typed this up but never posted it

Alright this is from like a month ago but I wanted to get it posted. My bad. I’m really going to try harder to blog at least every other day.
I want to be the guy in magazines, the guy in the suit, with the office job. The 1000 dollar razor having, top of the line cologne wearing, best grooming products available to look his best guy.
“No one can touch me with work ethic.” Will Smith
“I will not be outworked. Period.” “You might have more talent than me, you might be smarter than me, you might be sexier than me, you might be all of those things. You got it on me in nine categories. But if we get on the treadmill together, there’s two things” You’re getting off first, or I’m gonna die. It’s really that simple.” Will Smith
I really need to push myself more.
I really need to get red-wine vinegar it’s in everything!!!
Update
Bought a new car a red 2009 Cobalt.
Bought a 300lb Olympic weight set and a bench, but haven’t put it together yet. Then I bought a curl bar separately too.
Had a really freaky dream last nigh, in which, I invented like five games, they were really weird, but at the time seemed really fun for on the fly made up games. Not very practical that everyone has a bat and I’m sure you could design something better than just a regular baseball bat. Three poles set up and you have to hit a ball into one. Okay, honestly it’s one more complicated and harder to explain. I’m mad at myself for forgetting the rest of them.
I want some pomegranate seeds to sprinkle on my chicken or a salad.
Pitts won last night. Now they are 2-1 in the series. (They won the next series after this too for the Championship)
Obviously, I wrote this blog a long time ago, then when I’m posting it right now.
Attitude it’s not “it is what it is” it’s what you make of it.
It sucks all the T.V. seasons are over even though I still have a bunch to catch up on. I’ve watched all my favorite ones though.

I think I’ve been lifting for a little over a month now. Haven’t seen any progress but I’ll keep at it. Maybe my stomach is a little flatter, or maybe I just haven’t ate yet today.
So I had this lump I thought was cancer or who knows what.
Doctor said it was a cyst or a hair infection thing called folicitius or something. It hurt like hell, let me tell you, especially when it swelled up. I guess you can get it all over your body, but I got it in a really bad spot. It’s gone down with the medication, so at least I won’t have to get surgery. I was really scared and worried though not to mention in pain. Not knowing what something is makes me worried, but I dread actually finding out because I’m afraid it might be something really serious.

So, a week ago the garbage can at work in the bathroom was moved and it still freaks me out when I go to throw something away in it’s normal spot.

I made some chimichurri sauce but didn’t have red wine vinegar so I used white and that in itself ruined it I think. Bummer. I hate not having the right ingredients.
You can me sad and mope around or you can move on in life.

hmm

I thought today was going to start off bad. Sleep had eluded me most of the night, so I didn’t awake refreshed. The morning routine went according to plan and I killed some time by reading some articles on the internet. North Korea was claiming nuclear power. The Lakers won the championship and Will Smith was the number three highest paid actor.

I couldn’t find any clean pants to wear for the baseball game I was going to straight after work. Wearing my work pants or shorts were my only options. I figured it would be a cold night though. All of my hooded sweatshirts were dirty too. Rats! Anyways, I grabbed a mountain dew out the fridge along with a water. Carried them and my duffle bag filled with necessities to my car. Setting the Mountain Dew can, my jolt of energy in the morning, on the roof of my car.Threw my duffle bag in and placed the water bottle into a coaster thingy and jumped in. Totally forgetting the soda can. I back up and then pull out of my driveway. I travel about a hundred yards before looking for my drink. No where to be found. I’m like great it must have fallen off. If I turn around it might make me late to work and by late I mean ten minutes early instead of the normal 15. I stop the car and check to see if the can is still there and it is. What a miracle. Maybe the day won’t be so bad after all.
It’s college all over again. Everyone I know is getting married or becoming engaged. God for ya’ll.

All they do is stand around and talk, while I do all the work.

Indians vs the Brewers. This is going to be the start of an Indians come back. Going to sweep the Brew Crew and climb the standings. Sadly, this is the least I’ve paid attention to baseball since I started following the sport. I’m not even in a fantasy baseball league this year.

Tonight Cleveland game, tomorrow night Mentor for some CPR training. I’m going to be tired.

I hate beggars.
Drove to Cleveland for the first time in my life. I’m finally doing things people were doing when they were 16,17, or 18 years old. I was a nervous wreck, but I made it. Went to the Indians game. We lost, but it was an extremely high scoring game, a lot of homeruns. The game lasted forever, I didn’t get home until close to 2am. I’m beat. There were 20 minutes of fireworks after the game.

Was starving, the next game was dollar hot dog night too. Wish I would have went to that game instead. I did get a Rick Vaughn bobble head though, for the 20th anniversary of the movie Major League.
I need a new wallet. Should I become an EMT?
When can I get that application?
Penguins won in Hockey. I’m pretty pumped. They are a young team. Their four best players are 20,21,22, and 23 years old. Going to dominate for years to come.

I need to find a way to make time seem like it’s going by faster.

just some songs

Can't stop listening to these songs:




I'm still standing, Elton John

You could never know what it's like
Your blood like winter freezes just like ice
And there's a cold lonely light that shines from you
You'll wind up like the wreck you hide behind that mask you use

And did you think this fool could never win
Well look at me, I'm coming back again
I got a taste of love in a simple way
And if you need to know while I'm still standing you just fade away

Don't you know I'm still standing better than I ever did
Looking like a true survivor, feeling like a little kid
I'm still standing after all this time
Picking up the pieces of my life without you on my mind

I'm still standing yeah yeah yeah
I'm still standing yeah yeah yeah

Once I never could hope to win
You starting down the road leaving me again
The threats you made were meant to cut me down
And if our love was just a circus you'd be a clown by now



I Guess That's Why They Call It The Blues

sAD

Classic Park for Captains games on Tuesday and Weds have feed your face night where for 6 dollars you can eat all the hamburgers, hot dogs, mini corn dogs, peanuts and popcorn that you want. Seems like a good deal, they will make money on it because they're getting people to buy tickets, plus 6 dollars plus you will probably need to buy a drink.

Go ahead and milk me dry just don't try to walk on by with that look in your eye saying you're about to lie

I love driving under overpasses when it rains

I want a rubber band ball

I need to go to the library and get x-men movies and have an x-men marathon
Mission accomplished

Work out last night was successful even did an ab workout on top of that. It was intense. (Monday night)

I hate when people say cool and they don't mean it...they don't even know what they're saying cool to that is rude and uncaring. A kid showed a picture from a kids book of a little African boy using the restroom outside, all the kids were cracking up over it and they said look at this and there was a boy showing his naked butt and going potty and all that and the teacher didn't even realize what they were saying cool too or about because they don't really pay attention to what kids are saying. That annoys me. You shouldn't be there if you don't care what kids are saying.

Got a good work out last night. I hope I see results. (Wednesday)

I wish I could do cardio, but I suck at running. Played catch with the football and ran some routes though.
Overall the night was horrible. Cavs blew a big game. Adam lost on American Idol. Too many homophones out there. It's disgraceful, to each their own though.

The Cavs lost. I don't even want to talk about that.

I want this week to be over. I want a new job. Why am I doing this? Where will it lead me? No where.

My dream is to have someone come up to me and ask "Have you been working out lately?"

I just want to stay home and enjoy this great day. Laid out for like 20 minutes yesterday. Wish I would have longer.

Laid out again today. I need to relax. Listen to the Pens game and maybe watch X-men united.

Maybe I will spoil myself with a Mountain Dew.

I'm gonna make some spaghetti and keep on dreaming that things will work out how I want them to. Take care everyone.

FML

It's been awhile. Did you miss me? Apparently. If you're still coming back to see if I posted a new blog. I bet you were excited when you saw that there was a new one. I've missed posting. So don't worry it's a two way street.

I bought one of my toddlers moms a shot on Friday night. It was funny.

Ran last night. Up and down my road. Also, jumped rope.

Have to stick to my lifting ritual this week. Shouldn't be too hard it's only three days a week, but our schedules have to match up or else I have to do a lot of extra driving.

Still no new car. Almost got one though.

Headache from hell

Went to the flea market in Andover. Tried to picture where you lived and tried to find where you work. Bought some hot yellow peppers and some kiwi. Would be sweet to have someone to watch a movie at the drive in this memorial weekend. Any takers? Hint, hint.

Love the X-ray of your hand. Brought a welcomed smile to my face. Wish I could give you an x-ray of my heart and you can observe how you broke it. Especially, when you threw it away.

They say kids smile like 250 times a day or something and adults smile only 6 times. I smile a lot just most of the time people don't see it.

I like it when I talk too, but I'm not going down that road alone.

The Magic of Lang Lang. I need to buy that cd. Kinda sounds creepy though doesn't it?


These are some thoughts I jotted down in days past.

Why am I hungry? I ate a banana and a nutrition bar this morning.

purelifebestlife.com need to go to that website and check it out

Ran at the Y
I want to play a dice game.
Why is everyone so unsatisfied with their job? It sucks. I wish we could all have our dream job. I don't mind working, I just want to do something I enjoy.

College is worthless. Except for the few friends I made.

Want to do something this weekend? I asked you that. You didn't reply. Obviously the weekend is over already so yeah.

I'm excited I actually have memorial day off, too bad I don't get paid for it though.

Doing chest, abs, and back workout tonight. (Friday) Then finally going to see X-Men.

That is a whole story in itself. Like three people talked on the phone during the movie. Some teenagers literally had full conversations during the whole thing. My friend went over to them and asked if they wanted to refund him his money since he couldn't hear the movie over their talking. It was funny.

They don't need more toys they need happier teachers. If I've said this before, it needs mentioned again.

I know someone who would be a perfect candidate to blog. I wouldn't read it, but she should do it. Instead of telling me the same thing over and over. All she does is talk, talk , talk. Blog and get it off your chest. Her talking is like my breathing she has to do it to survive or something.



I've been under the weather for like a month straight. Will it ever get better? I work out, I don't drink pop anymore, for the most part I'm sleeping better, but I still don't feel healthy. What gives?

hkadfa

Less talking and more watching and you would be fine.

Took some happy pills today. Don't leave home without them.

So last night I ordered 24 wings at BW's right? Along with potato wedges. I got them to go and went to the bar and ordered a mojito. It was really good and I drank it slow. I could tell the bartender was in a bad mood. I finished my drink wiped my hands. Pushed my drink to the back of the counter like a responsible patron does when they are done. I left a tip. Got up and threw away my napkin and straw wrapper and proceeded to go check on my food. Before this. Some more background info. A customer told her his bill was wrong. They don't accept that they are wrong at this BW's ever. I know this from prior experience. Even though they are all the time. At first she said no I'm not wrong. Go figure. However, then she realized she was mistaken. This made her mad and frustrated her even more. So, back to my story I just threw my garbage away and another waitress brought me my bag of food. The bartender was walking toward the end of the bar texting on her phone and looked up and seen her hand me the bag and she shouted I mean literally shouted in a bitchy voice NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! Like I was stealing food or something. I turn around I'm like what the hell to myself what is with her. She's like what is that, he didn't order anything. The waitress was like Um his food that he ordered up front. I wish she would have said calm the fuck down to her, but she didn't. She needs a chill pill though.

Do I have to pull my receipt out?

Rude people don't sit well with me.

My big toe hurts for some reason.

Do chicks really dig forearms? I've never had them.

Complete opposties those two are. One is always happy with a smile on his face and one is always depressed with a frown.

My day of rest is over I need to work out hard tonight. Butt, thighs, and legs

Nothing to go out for now that the Cavs have a big break. I still need to watch X-Men though.

Boston might beat Orlando that is a little bit shocking to me since they don't have their best player.

We better take them in five at least.

Pens have a big game tonight.

Don't really feel any different from the body cleansing pills. I need to weigh myself though.

Yes or No?

afdfuu

Monday.
So, I took some body cleansing pills. You have to take eight a day for two weeks. Take them 4 at a time twice a day. That is a lot of pills. I'm kind of worried that I'll have an accident at work. That would be embarrassing. I probably should have started this Sunday morning instead of Monday morning. Then at least I would know what to expect. Probably not the smartest thing I've ever done.

I wanted to buy golf shoes at Dunhams today, but I forget. It was a today only type of sale. Bummer.

Working out before the Cavs game tonight want to listen to the penguins too. Cavs are up 3-0. Penguins up 3-2. Hopefully they both finish out the series tonight. The Penguins have won three in a row against the Capitals. It has been an amazing series. Evgeni scored thew winning goal in overtime on Saturday. The dreamer maker is named after him.

They're allowed to do whatever they want before I walk in. The smell is awful. I just sit down and wait for them to leave, so I can start cleaning up.

I need to get more out of my day.

Watched Jefferson vs. Perry Tournament baseball game. Said hi to the coach.
We won the game in dramatic fashion. 8-7 or something, a player scored from second base on an infield hit to win it. I think I was a good luck charm. I also watched my cousin and nephew play they are on the same minor league team.

Had a really great dinner. Some kind of special chicken, sweet potatoe fries, asparagus, a salad and some other stuff. I hope most of it was healthy.

Tuesday
I deserved a ticket this morning. I was going like 80 about 200 yards in front of a state trooper in the medium. I usually don't drive over the speed limit, maybe 70 tops, but I was singing Don't Stop Believing and wasn't paying attention. He must have been sleeping or not wanting to give a ticket at that moment. I was lucky. I'm grateful. Would have really ruined my day, my week, and my month. Probably my entire year. Haven't had the best of luck when it comes to that stuff. Thank you for not giving me a ticket.

Cavs won last night. Yeah!! Penguins lost though. Boo!!! Now they have to play a game seven where anything can happen. Please win.

If I ask you if you want breakfast and you tell me no, don't tell me you would like breakfast come five or ten minutes later. I'm not running a bed and breakfast.

I can't get the damn sticky resin off of my flask. I'm pissed. What do I have to put on it nail polish? WD40?

I slept my evening away. I probably won't be able to sleep tonight. Got wings at BW's. I'm allowing myself to have one unhealthy day a week, it might as well be Fat Tuesday. Still, not allowing myself to drink pop though, have to cut that out.

Sitting here eating grapes and drinking orange juice.

I bought some soy milk, it's really good. I wish it wasn't so expensive though.

fd

Happy Official Mother's Day to all the mother's out there
Take care of your babies, save the children

Hope you feel better

I think I pulled something in my rib cage
Ouch

finish this later

Days swiftly come and go
I'm dreaming of her
She's seeing other guys
Emotions, they stir
The sun is gone
The nights are long
And I am left while the tears fall

Did you think that I would cry
On the phone?
Do you know what it feels like
Being alone?
I'll find someone new

(Swing) Swing, swing
From the tangles of
My heart is crushed by a former love
Can you help me find a way to carry on again?

Came close to buying a new car. Maybe Tuesday.

Spent 50 dollars at the Amish store. I'm pretty happy with that. Got a lot of things I wanted. Way too long of a list to post though. A lot of personal items and a lot of snacks with a lot of protein and for the most part healthy.

Cavs on at 8. Can't find anyone to watch it with me.

Shaved. Bought a loathing shaving cream brush thingy made from real boar hair or something. I love it. Not quite the 80 dollar one I saw on Mens Health , but oh well.

don't understand

Is it just me or do women look hotter when they are driving in their cars? I pass all of these girls and I'm like shes hot, but where do all these women go? I never see them anywhere outside of their vehicles. I guess anyone can technically look good from the neck up from ten or so feet away for about two and a half seconds. I imagine women feel the same way about men in cars. Or maybe it's just that we only remember the ones we think are good looking and just forget the rest or don't pay attention to the rest.

I would like to see Stone Hedge. Make my own miniature Stone Hedge.

Had this song on my mind all day. Hero, Mariah Carey



My chest hurts. Sharp pain. Not good. I think it's from the sets of pull-ups. Didn't go to the Y to run because of it.
Did six sets of pull-ups and some leg exercises. I don't want white, skinny legs.

Ran with Jared later that night though. Man do I suck. It's embarrassing.

2 bags of fritos for breakfast. Cup of orange juice. Way to go Byron. Plus I had a hard boiled egg before that. Had a big lunch that day too. It's Thursday by the way. 1 and a half grilled cheese sandwiches, over a bowl of tomato soup, bowl of fruit, and a pickle. Might as well talk about my dinner too. Stir Fry, two helpings man was it delicious. Then I went to Jared's to run like I said and watch the Cavs. Didn't drink any beer because I want to have abs. Like that will really happen. Confidence.

Happy Mother's Day on Sunday to all the mom's out there and a special Happy Mother's Day too you. Wish I could take you out on a date for it.

Printed out all the Mens Health reports at work. About 40 pages hell yea. Take that low paying job. Way to sock it to the man. To me it's like ten bucks worth of ink at least. Especially, since mine is full but won't print worth a damn. Bought two years worth of Mens Health for 40 dollars. I think it's a good investment.

I stress myself out. I want to own a home so bad.

Your complexion looks great, tanner, really beautiful.

Why does everyone ignore me? She don't even care.

Shocker on American Idol on Tuesday. Sorry Allison.

Want to jump rope but the concrete messes up my new jump rope cord.

Steady life style of exercises, fruits, vegetables, and nuts.
Bought soy milk, bananas, almonds, strawberries, green peppers, cucumbers, grapes, and apples.

So the toddlers made Mother's Day Cards. Flowers with their hand prints. So, I wrote a poem to go inside of it. It went like this:

We don't know what is with all the fuss
Because if it were up to us
Mother's Day would be every day of the year
On both rainy days and clear
No matter what, because you're always there
Showing us how much you care
So, we would like to return the favor
And hope this card you will savor

A small token of our affection
For always pointing us in the right direction
Helping us with small tasks like putting on our shoes
And singing us a comforting song when we got the blues
But we're growing older by the hour
So, remember our little hands with this flower

Not bad, for literally three minutes? Eh?


Someone from Pakistan or some place just called me from a restricted number and woke me up and I couldn't understand a word of their babble, but they continued to call like 20 more times. I'm kind of irritated.

I want a Mountain Dew so damn bad. But I'm trying to resist the urge.

weird

Work gets in the way of a good story. Seriously wish I was making money writing.

Growing up I dreamed of never having to work a day of my life. Well you can throw that one out the window.

I use to love coming to work for the pure simple reason that I got to see you. Now it just brings me pain.

Anyone want to buy a house together?

Why are certain kids violent?

I need to buy some cognac. I need a man cave.

I want a jar of marbles.
(Just accomplished)

Went to the salvation army store. I wanted to find a book shelf. Didn't find one. Bought two pairs of pants instead. 9 dollars all together. Not bad.

I need to start reading my vocabulary book again.
I love words. I think I've said this before.

Save dip containers. Other containers with lids. You can do all sorts of things with them. As well as other things you might just think are garbage can be useful.

I need to rent the movie Milo.

My ass hurts so bad from that bike ride. I know it sound gay but it does.

Anyone ever got 2 for Tuesday from Subway if you buy a drink you get another sub for 99 cents? Do you buy chips and a drink or just a drink? I say it's both, but they only gave me a drink last time.

If the Cavs weren't on I would have refueled my body with some pasta with the bike club at Carouso's sp?. Pasta is like the best thing for you before or after a strenuous activity.

The case of the missing eye glasses case was solved. I felt dumb. I knew I had it though. Stuck on the side of my seat.

So, I started playing the game again. My beginner protection has expired though so I'll probably play until someone wipes me out.

I dream of having everything I want but where is the fun and adventure in that? Life would get boring. I would just find something else to complain about wouldn't I? Something else to want. What is it like to snap your fingers and get everything you want? The funds to purchase anything. A mansion. A yacht. A supermodel. Premium cocaine.

I like it better with no nap time music it gives me a headache.
I gave two kids a rubber band to distract them during nap time. It worked for the past part.

17 year old daughter and less than a two year old daughter. That is one spread out family.

I'm too white. I look at myself and I want to vomit.

I should probably make it a point to say three positive things about myself everyday. I don't think I could do it though. I find fault in everything about me.

Google best work out songs.

Looking good isn't easy unless your born with it then it just comes natural. Me on the other hand I have absolutely nothing to work with.

Pros/Cons for a bike
Type of personality I am
Push myself or give up?
Defines me, who I am?
I don't want to be a pussy
I need endurance
How serious am I?

Is it too much to ask fro a half hour of peace?

I'm shallow and materialistic but it's the little things I crave the most. That matter the most to me. The little things make all the difference.

I want to re-invent my room.

GNC

You don't notice the size difference between a 32 and 30 length pants until you sit down. I am for sure a 32, but most of the time I wear a 34. I enjoy walking on my pant legs.

I got two goodnight sleeps in a row. Without the aid of sleeping pills. YEAH!!! GO ME!!!

Soy milk
almonds
yogurt
muscle milk
bananas

Ipod
workout songs
rocky songs
reps and sets
reps and sets

I walk away and she follows me and keeps talking. Take a hint. Your not a dog and I'm not your master. Leave me alone.

Anyone still read my blog?

thoughts

Pacman destroyed Hatton on Saturday night. I am glad I'm not the one who spent 50 dollars to watch it. The fight only lasted two rounds. The previous fights were pathetic and boring. The pizza and wings were good. Wish I would have ate more. But I'm trying to eat healthy and work out.

I was addicted to this game and couldn't sleep and ended up getting all my men killed, so luckily I don't want to play anymore. I seriously got two hours of sleep, but don't fully blame it on the blame it on the game because I just couldn't sleep.

Wish you wanted me then things would be much better.

I ate at the Super Buffet by myself. How lame. Wish someone would have ate with me.

Played 3 on 3 football with some 7th graders. I was matched up against my friend who is my age. When we started playing my team was already down 21-7 but needless to say my team ended up winning 63-54. I was unstoppable I picked apart their defense. Sometimes I didn't cover this one kid because he cried a lot and didn't want us to play to begin with so I let him score to keep him happy.

First time in my life people didn't want more players in a pick-up backyard football game. What is happening to today's youth?

I got everyone the ball and shared the wealth. Hurt the side of my little toe on the turf. I think it's okay now though. I now know the meaning of turf toe.

I need sleep. My eyes have hurt all day. I kept telling myself to wake up at work. It didn't work.

Sorry for your loss over the weekend. Not exactly sure when it happened maybe even Thursday or Friday but regardless I'm really sorry.

I finally coughed up some flim flam stuff. That usually means I'm going to feel better.

I need to take a book back to the library. Don't forget.

Cavs play tomorrow. Finally. fifth of may is tomorrow. I should celebrate. Want to see x-men too.

I was burning up at work today.

My back is killing me.

I almost forgot how annoying she was over the weekend, but sure enough come Monday she was at full strength. Shut up please!!!

I either love the way people talk or I hate the way people talk. As in I'm impressed or annoyed. Some people just have an awesome way of talking the way they say things, the vocabulary they use. I'm def a word guy. I would marry a Thesarous if I could.

I asked a chinese girl for her number at a Super Buffet. She turned me down or didn't know what I was talking about.


I'm addicted to this Civony game.

I bought some golf tees. Donated a dollar to some rainbow babies thing. Bought a jump rope. I think it's sweet. A golf net that stand up and you can hit golf balls into it, so you don't lose them or have to go chase them. Pretty neat. Also, I bought some dumbbells. Last I finally bought a flask something I've wanted since I was like 15 years old. I can finally cross it off the list.

I need to shower and shave before I go to bed. If you wash your hair at night you get rid of pollens that cause allergies.

Water is my friend.

Should I apply for this job that is over an hour and a half away? I would be able to move and have my own place. I really need to get away from things. I would be much better off. I think it would be the perfect fit for me too. I think I would be a lot happier too. But hundreds of people most have applied for the job. So why would I get it? How would I find time to go for an interview. Could I really handle such a big move?

"What Hurts the Most"



The bike ride might actually happen tomorrow. I hope I'm up for the challenge.

I almost bought a dartboard and a practice putting green thing. Next time for sure.

I have too many interests/hobbies and not enough time.

I love big hugs. I need one.

Today was a train wreck. Under the weather and sleep deprived. I never want to experience that again. Is it allergy season? Today was just torture. The worst part about it was I tried to do it with no caffeine.

Follow a work out regiment.

Stretches, jump rope, perfect push up, stairs, sit-ups, lunges, dumb bells.

If I take a nap I probably won't be able to sleep tonight again and then it will be hell all over again tossing and turning.

I'll never be happy where I'm at. I'll never be happy if I can't make it on my own.

I hope I have an amazing supper. Something I really enjoy eating that will cheer me up some.

If the business you work for goes under the government gives you money to go back to school to pursue a different field. Plus you get unemployment. I hope that happens to me.

hmm

I find nothing wrong with Josh Smith's failed dunk attempt. Third favorite player in the NBA. In case you're keeping track Lebron is number one and Ron-Ron is number two. AKA Ron Artest. Love that guy.
Rondo should be suspended.

I love Mike Tyson. I honestly believe he could take Ali in his prime with his head on straight. His documentary was good.

Who the fuck cares how much Michelle Obama's sneakers cost. I don't care if they cost 540 dollars. If I want I can buy shoes that cost that much. They make money. Pure and simple they can do whatever the hell they want to with it. Why don't you go write a book and make 15 million dollars and shut the fuck up media already. God damn. Why don't you go cover a cat fashion show.


This is sweet.

http://cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/up/player/popup/?rn=3906861&cl=13254744&ch=4226714&src=news

I love fresh air.


New Motto
Look Happy. Be Happy.

I think I'm starting to get sick..yet again...possibly flu...swine flu. Actually I think it has passed. I'm feeling alright now.

Hiring at work. Not impressed. They don't even dress for the job. Who interviews in camo pants?

My new water bottle keeps drinks extremely cold. At least the outside is freezing. Especially when you put ice cubes in it. It's called sub zero.
New ice cube tray where they are thin and long perfect for water bottles.
Bought a sweet looking fancy razor but it doesn't shave very well. I love the look of it though.

Met the dad. Wrote about wondering who it was awhile ago. Well I finally seen him and now I understand everything a little better. It makes sense.

Exciting weekend planned. Big boxing match. Should make a bet. Probably will.
Maybe I'll try going golfing. I guess you can fish this weekend without a license.

Hope my car can make it to my friends house. It's starting to make some really funky noises and I can't tell what it's from. I h ope it doesn't explode on me or just stop running. Poor thing. I'm really concerned. I have to get serious about finding a new one. It's embarrassing the sound it makes. I feel like a bum and a total loser, dirt bag, scum bucket.

I hope my mom picks me up some sleeping pills at the Amish store this weekend because I know I won't be able to make it. Sucks I will miss my cousin's birthday party and the Kentucky Derby.

I'm really dumb. I wish I was more child like. You know when your a kid and your curious and adventurous and you try anything. For instance you reach out and you touch the stove and you get burned and so then you figure out it's hot so you don't do it again. Well I'm dumb when it comes to relationships. I keep reaching out just to get burned and instead of learning my lesson I do it over and over again. Only myself to blame.


I

Tuesday-Thursday

Song I wrote:

The sun is shining bright
No more frost in the night
Flowers blooming everywhere
Morning showers fill the air

Listen to the love birds as they swoon
In the middle of the afternoon
April turns to June
Spring ends way too soon

A perfect evening for a walk
Sit on the porch and just talk
Enjoy the gentle breeze
Look at the swaying trees

Soak up all the rays
Lazy summer days
Cast a line in the stream
A perfect setting from a dream


Leave it to me to not even travel the length of my road with my bike, but agree to do a 15 mile bike ride which as far as I'm concerned are trained professional bike riders with fancy bikes.

I better not be getting sick again.

I'm peeling already. How attractive.

I need a new pair of sunglasses.

My whole day is ruined because I have to start off in that room.

I hate being at work for a 9hr day and only getting paid for 8. I don't want an hour lunch break if none of it is paid for.

I'm done putting myself out there.

So, yeah that didn't exactly go as planned.

I won't always be there.

Bought pizza for everyone at work.

The other half of the biting tandem is here.

I want to get a plant for my room. It's not a kid or a pet but it's a step and it's alive. Something to take care of and nurture.

I really want some dumbbells too. I ended up buying the perfect push-up. It's pretty cool.

I want a cork board thingy for my room.

Some paintings, a rug, vase, lamp, and end tables.

Sometimes I wish there was a mute button or a pause button. Ah what the hell, I wish there was a rewind and fast forward and turn off button too. Why just settle for mute and pause?

My quest for arrogant bastard has come up empty. After visiting three establishments that sell beer. I should become an arrogant bastard.

However the Full Sail beer I bought was expensive but really good. At one store I didn't know which one to get India Pale Ale or American Pale Ale. I settled for the 6 pack of IPA for ten bucks. Then went to another beer store and saw them in a discontinued shopping cart because they restocked their freezer and was phasing it out because it didn't sell that good. So, I ended up getting the American Pale Ale for 30% off. Sweet. Best of both worlds.

The Full Sail beer I guess is employee owned and made by 47 pieces. My beer will be called the Three Man Crew made by three people. I really want to make my own beer someday. I want to try every beer out there too.

I know it exists too Arrogant Bastard Ale. By Stone Brewing Company.

From wikipedia: "Arrogant Bastard Ale is an American strong ale. It is marketed by warning potential consumers that they are "not worthy" of such a sophisticated beer, suggesting most people cannot appreciate a beer of such quality and depth. It is a popular beer among craft beer aficionados."

How do you properly say Oregon? I think I say it wrong.

I bought Dos Equis too. Mostly because I see the commercial so much.

Still no bike ride. The weather has just been too bad. Three opening days have been canceled for it. Next Tuesday is suppose to be the grand opening (4th attempt)

She calls herself a secretary. I call her the bosses ears and eyes.

So, I was walking to my car on my break after half a rather tough morning, but I was like look on the bright side at least the water bottle I was carrying fits in my coaster thing. I was happy about that because the last bottle I had didn't fit. I go and put it in and guess what it didn't fit, man was I even more bummed.
Really bummed lately.

But then after work I got in my car and the seat was back all the way and I feel back. If you remember correctly I love that feeling. So yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!

I need sleeping pills like Cleveland Sports needs a savior.






"Look at me, my depth perception must be off again
Cause this hurts deeper than I thought it did
It has not healed with time
It just shot down my spine
You look so beautiful tonight
Reminds me how you laid us down
And gently smiled before you destroyed my life

Would you find it in your heart
To make this go away
And let me rest in pieces
(let me rest in pieces)
Would you find it in your heart
To make this go away
And let me rest in pieces
(let me rest in pieces)
Pieces"

more rough draft of dream maker don't read only posting here because i don't have microsoft word to save it to

Dreams can be achieved they are in multitude everyday.

One of Evgeni's biggest loves was fly fishing. After years of practice he had become quite good. The catch of the day was sold at the town market. Often he would give away his biggest fish to the most needy family. He detested the word need. It sounded so mean and insulting when it left his lips.

A woman dreamed of becoming a singer and that day she bumped into a singing/vocal coach. Or rather the singing coach bumped into her and she felt so guilty that she offered the woman free singing lessons. That lady went on to become a famous singer. The same thing happened with an inspiring pianist. That very day a young man came across a piano at a yard sale reduced to nearly 10% of the cost because the family dreamed of living farther out west and couldn't afford to move it and therefore simply wanted to get rid of the bulky thing as soon as possible. Of course it was due to Evgeni that they found this perfect new dream house. The piano teacher was constantly dreaming of falling in love and although Evengi didn't condone a teacher falling in love with their pupil they were a perfect match.

A lot of dreams fell into place like that, all because of one fraction of a change made by the Dream Maker.

His appearance was neither that of a young man or an old man. At 6'3" he was considered tall in this area. He weighed exactly 220 lbs a number that hadn't changed since his 25th birthday. He was now 40. He looked in his mid-thirties due to his thick although perfectly groomed beard. If he were to shave it he would no doubt appear 25 again. The age when he discovered his ability.

He worked on dreams from 10:00am to 5:00pmwith a few breaks in between.
He read from 9:00 to 10:00Pm and wrote from 10:00 to whenever he was tired. Reading before hand helped expand his mind for the writing process.

He drank tea every morning. Leaves from his own backyard. If asked he claimed it helped him stay sharp.

Breakfast was at 7:00am. He went fishing at noon and he at lunch and went on his nature walk. Then he traveled into town and did his daily business. Even finding time to tutor students after school.

Evengi led a rather busy yet carefree life. It was nearly the perfect medium. Some might be bored with such a routine, but he found excitement in everything and excitement tended to follow him. Go figure.

In the evening he watched sports like everyone else. He smiled when he recognized a face or name that he had helped along to stardom. Also, he watched his favorite T.V. shows and there too he would read off familiar names.

Dreams of becoming a lawyer, doctor, and teacher.
A life long dream of an exotic vacation finally coming to fruition. Or finding the funds to visit a loved one they haven't seen in awhile. A lot of times while they are on their death bed. Fleeting moments they are able to capture and grasp onto. Memories that in their wildest dreams never thought were possibly to obtain.

Make your dreams a reality.

As cliche as it sounds dreams of a house with a white picket fence and a tire swing in the front yard were actually common. On the weekends he even helped paint some of those fences and rolled out tires from the junkyard like they were doughnuts.

He wasn't exactly a master carpenter, but he was good with his hands. With the right crew he could easily put up a house in three days.

He could only deal them the right cards it was up to them on how they played them.

Note to self: Ask people their dreams.

Dream about getting into a certain college or passing an exam. Some people couldn't make up their mind. It was confusing when people constantly changed their dreams. Evengi put those ones on the back burner. He called them fickle dreamers. Changing their minds like the wind changes directions.

Dreamed of being together with someone.
Dreamed of buried treasure.

His favorite dreams were from those that truly were ambitious and had already set out to accomplish them on their own.

His feelings, thoughts on so called impossible dreams. They were in a whole separate classification of dreams.

A certain archaeologist who dreamed of finding Egyptian toms and by God he did with little to no help from Evgeni.

Nearly died of thirst. Money for equipment.
Dreamed for a body of water to appear.

On prayers and dreams almost being the same thing. It was often times difficult to tell the difference. Prayers were in a way dreams and dreams were in a way prayers. Same could be said about wishes although they tended to lean more to the emotion of hope.

Note to self: Make them into chapters.



Evgeni's feelings and thoughts on impossible dreams. Every one should have the opportunity to dream. The desire to do so. However, it is hard to help an incredibly low intelligence person all of a sudden become a genius. A genius of one specific field of study perhaps. If that is all they study about and learn about they can become an expert. Everyone can obtain an area of expertise. Or learn a certain skill. Therefore reaching their dreams of being a genius.

Most of the time people wanted something they couldn't have. If they did have it then they didn't want it anymore. Or it would no longer mean anything to them. Once it was in their possession they were on to better and better things. It was the continuous reaching that made life worth while and worth living.

Evgeni didn't get bent out of shape when people thanked God for answering their prayers when it was really him fulfilling their dreams. The attention was unwanted and he was glad to go unnoticed. He could override God's decisions but choose not to do so.

To quote a line from a Bruce Springsteen song, who Evgeni listened to regularly. "A poor man wants to be rich and a rich man wants to be king."

A man once dreamed of flying. Another man dreamed of creating light. Some of the credit should go to the Dream Maker of their day.

Failed dreams, broken dreams, shattered dreams.

Dreams of coming to America. Dreams of a better life. Those must have been the good old days of being the Dream Maker. People didn't dream of too much just what they were entitled to as human beings. That Dream Maker had it made, Evgeni would often joke to himself.

People who reached their dreams just to lose it all because of poor choices. Not to be stereotypical but the majority of these cases were athletes, actors or actresses, and if you factor in really recent time politicians. All you seemed to hear about recently were people falling from grace.

Who dreamed of being a politician anyways? A debater? Someone who seeks power, a natural leader. A liar dreams of being a politician. They have to be. The bad thing is when they get tangled up in their lies. Then they dream of a way out of their mess. A real predicament that is. It was extremely hard for Evgeni to let someone off the hook. He was on the fence when it came to second chances. Sure everyone deserved a second chance, however; there were a lot of people waiting in the dream making line for their first chance. So, how was it fair if someone blew it and got another chance? A third or fourth attempt at their dreams?

Dreamed of being President. No comment on how that happened.

This wasn't genetic. It wasn't hereditary. Or was it? Evgeni grew up an orphan. Never knowing his father or mother. No family that he knew of. It was hard to dream for a family he never knew. Although he dreamed of one day having his own. A big family, to make up for the one he never had. If his dad was a dream maker surely, he would have stuck around a little longer to see Evgeni grow up. Unless his father dreamed of not being a family man. Maybe he was a loner. Maybe he didn't mean to get his mother pregnant. Either way, where was his mother in all of this? Did she not want a family too? No one knew or at least no one bothered to tell him anything about his family history. The people who raised him should know something about his past. They were an elderly couple and they passed on before his 25th birthday. He loved them dearly, but it was hard to make a connection with people who could easily be your great grand parents and weren't even actually related to you. He didn't mean to sound ungrateful though, because he wasn't that type of person. He often thought about his parents when he was younger, but soon that faded away. Thoughts like: who they were, what they did, what they looked like?

Having a picture of them would be nice. If one existed he could, if he wanted to, find a way to discover it. He considered that cheating though. If he wanted to he could follow a father to a picture album of his family.

The possibilities were endless, but he was afraid that once he started granting his own dreams he wouldn't be able to stop. This was a huge responsibility, to be in charge of.

Dream of having different colored eyes, different colored hair, and changing other physical appearances and traits. Basically changing things that made you who you were as a person. HE wasn't the inventor of plastic surgery. He didn't believe in it. Unless it was a life threatening needed surgery or a burn victim. One where without it life was unbearable to the person. Some may take that notion to an extreme though. An already beautiful person with low self-esteem saying they can't live life unless they are perfect.

Woman dreamed of biggest breasts. Losing weight. Evgeni would point them in the right direction by spotlighting an ad in the paper for a gym membership or a treadmill in the classified. Losing weight was another of the most wished about dreams. People were always dreaming of losing weight. Most of them wouldn't take action. It wasn't a diet they needed. They needed to change their life style. Dieting alone does little to nothing.

All of them were searching for some miracle diet. Evgeni believed in eating chicken, fish, and vegetables.

If they were full and there was still food on their plates they would eat it anyways. That was annoying to him. Then they would just sit in front of the tube for the rest of the night. Go for a walk or something. Evgeni would say to himself. It was nice out invents in a bike. Go hiking. Anything would help burn calories.

Some people truly were born big boned or with a bigger body and couldn't help it. Medical procedures were being thought of and improved all the time.

It wasn't as easy as just eating healthy. Even vegetarians can sometimes be overweight.

too nice out to blog

No word yet on whether or not they need someone to coach baseball.

I'm in the process of making an amazing dinner. Chicken and Sausage Gumbo.
With okra, onions, celery, pepper, salt, garlic, and rice.


Might go on a bike ride this evening. Check that, my friend bailed on me. That sucks. Might do a 15 mile bike ride tomorrow, it's a group of people or something.

Talked to my goddess again last night.

Very disappointed in the Browns draft picks.

I'm jealous that the kids get to wear, shorts, tank-tops, and sandals.

I really wish I tanned instead of burned.

Sometimes I wish I could spike my drink. Is that bad?

"I don't like to agree or disagree rather I prefer to be honest."

We got a new T.V. it's pretty nice. You can read the scrolling words and scores on the bottom now. A vast improvement.

I hate to admit it but you two make a great couple.

Roll in a pack. With an entourage. If you want to be successful.

Shoot I wanted to go to Walgreen's today, but I forget.

I turned my dollar lottery ticket in for another one and that time won five dollars. Now I'm a millionaire. How do you like me now?

Should I ask this mom for her number?

Weekend, condensed version

I really need microsoft word so I can work on the rough draft of that story I started.

Too busy to even think about everything that went on let alone write about it.
What a wonderful weekend though. I just loved the weather. Wish it was like that all the time. Went by too fast though. Ugh. Work tomorrow. Grand.

Immaturity shining through. KSU students.


Got burned so damn bad. It's not even like that bothers me it's the fact that I'm not burned everywhere just in certain spots. Especially my legs one side is burned and the other isn't it sucks. I just wish it would be even.

Spent a lot of money, but oh well. It was worth it.
Going to Columbus was a blast.
Went to the horseshoe!
Broke a record for most in attendance at the Scarlet and Gray Scrimmage part of 95,722 or something.

It was awesome let me tell you. Kind of makes me want to live there. Awesome city.
Watched a lacrosse game before that. Ohio State got beat up by undefeated Notre Dame.

Bought a pair of Ohio State slippers the tag said 20 dollars and I got them for three. Sweet deal!!!

Cavs won round one of the playoffs as did the Pens. Got to be happy about that.


Let's just go around tripping people for the rest of the game. Gundy. Brilliant. Stupid moves at the end of the game for Chicago. I'm so glad they won in the second overtime though. I hate selfish players that don't think. Cough Tyrus Thomas. Pass the ball to Rose, don't put yourself on the free throw line to get an extra point. Vinny Del should have bitch slapped your ass and placed it on the bench.

Remember when...I passed you notes?

I love when I write that special line that makes me smile and feel clever. In the process taking the story to a whole other level.


Trying to coach Jr. League Baseball. Lets see if I get accepted.

something

"Just because it's over doesn't mean you win." BCW

Fucking work ruined some valuable hoop time. Also inconsiderate overweight people who don't know the meaning of I got next. I should have knocked them on their ass. I should have just ran out there and shot hoops while they were playing every time they took a shot I should have tried knocking it out of the hoop. Or just run out there and steal the ball and kick it and interfere with the game as much as possible.

Those fatties should have respected the unwritten rules of pick-up basketball.
When I got there there was a five on five game and 8 players on the sidelines, 9 counting me. The next game the first five players on the sidelines play the winners. Then the next four players waiting get to play and they get to pick up one player from the five players that lost in the very first game.
Instead of getting to play I had to watch three games when I should have been playing in the 3rd game. Instead people who lost on the first game took my turn.
Pathetic since they are basically too fat to move. Just clogging up space . I really hate people sometimes. I wonder if they even have jobs, because I was just on my lunch break. They could have played all day.Even though the majority of their day is probably spent eating. Can you tell I'm pissed off? I should have been on that damn court for at least one game. I really wanted to play. I wish they played after work, but I doubt all that many people show up then, because they have to go pick up their welfare check.

In college I could skip class to keep playing, but not anymore. In the real world.

Poor excuse for basketball players.

Happier without me sweet!

I love the way the wind blows your hair. It's kinda hot.

You look so damn good in blue jeans.

There's nothing wrong. End the excuses. Spank the behavior out of him.

Listen to Phil Collins I wish it would rain down.

I loved the storm this morning wish I could cuddle up with you during it and just listen.

I miss talking to you. You want to go out sometime this weekend? Fuck that.

Look at it pour. I want to run around in it.

I never heard someone belittling the actions of every single person in such a slight behind the back manner as this person. A true knit picker and not even a good one at that. Makes no sense.

I wish your golden head band offered me a ray of sunshine.

Potty training not exactly my specialty or cup of tea. Not what I went to school for.

I want to wear loafers to work. I need to buy a pair. Ones that go with black pants.

Don't read past The Dream Maker

I've been so tired lately. I don't get it. I haven't really followed through on the workout thing. I still write down everything I do and keep track of it and at least I don't lie about doing nothing. Hopefully I will keep it up and if I keep writing in it then eventually I will start putting in the effort.

I seriously hate being woken up during my dreams. "It should be a valid reason to be late for work. I was in the middle of an amazing dream and didn't want to get up. Sorry. My bad. Please excuse my lateness. It might however happen again, the next time I have a sweet dream."

How else am I suppose to live out my dreams if I don't know what they are?
My dreams are incomplete. Unfinished.

Does that mean I make my own ending? I wish I was the dream maker. Where I could make anything possible.

Why would you continue to talk to someone when you see perfectly well that they are busy reading or writing. It's not like I put down the book or pen and was listening intently. I don't want to be bothered, quit trying to talk to me and interrupting me. It's not cool.

If you say "I'm not doing this today," everyday aren't you basically doing it everyday, because it's obviously not working.
I'm guilty of this too sometimes. It's perfectly normal.


I wish the apple juice was a little colder in the morning.

Happy Half Year on this Earth.

I love her laugh when shes excited. Pure joy.


This one kid keeps asking me where I go when I leave and I tell him I go on my break and he looks up to me and he's like "I want to go on my break." It was the cutest and funniest thing ever.




The Dream Maker

He was an ordinary man with extraordinary powers. It was his privilege and discretion to make all the dreams in the Universe come true. Mostly concentrating on the World as we Know it on Planet Earth.

There was a process of whose dream would be granted first. It wasn't always easy and it wasn't always an exact science. The factors of his knowing were limited. He didn't necessarily know who was the most deserving on their wishes.

Sometimes he would wake up in a sweat regretting a dream he allowed to come true. Or make possible rather as you will learn later.

People have complicated dreams where a lot of events need to take place for their exact dream to occur.

He wasn't responsible for dreams where you go to work naked or ones where you fall to your death.

Some people considered him a genie.
A lot of the dreams he heard consisted of becoming a pro-athlete, winning a large sum of money, and wanting to become famous. All of those had to be earned on their own.

The Dream Maker lived in a little cabin in the middle of the woods. Surrounded by wilderness and winding, running streams. It was the perfect setting to him, one he dreamed about, but it was natural, he discovered it through a life long search. He was capable of making his own dreams come true, but he fought the urge to do so.

The Dream Maker was single he had been for as long as he could remember. He didn't want to force someone to love him or be at his beckoning call. Also, he was worried about his potential significant other finding out about his powers. He was afraid she would get mad if he didn't make all her dreams come true. It truly was a blessing and a curse at the same time to have this ability. It was nearly impossible to have friends. No one could keep a secret of this magnitude nor could they resit the allure of wanting him to make all their dreams a reality. So, instead he lived alone and for the most part was content. Even without his powers he almost had everything he could ever want. Besides of course obtaining true everlasting companionship. Something he figured he would long for throughout the rest of his life.

He didn't understand why people wouldn't want to be in control of their own destiny. Why they wouldn't want to earn or deserve what they wanted out of life. What was the point if everything was just handed to you, he would often ponder over and over with himself.

There was such a thing as a chain reaction and the domino effect.

He was a funny dream maker. A normal everyday person might love to have this power, however it was stressful. Eventually it wore you out and became exhausting. It got old rather quick. The Dream Maker still went to town to buy groceries.He ran into people, made acquaintances and even talked to them on occasion. He followed the local news and well as the country's. He watched sports, but he never fixed a game. Contrary to what people might think. His favorite teams would win or lose on their own.

Someone might wonder how the Dream Maker made money. It was a valid question and one that deserved an honest straight forward answer.
He collected royalties on what it wasn't exactly known. There was a lot of trade marks dealing with dreams though. He wrote books under a different pen name. Being extremely cautious not to reveal his identity.

He had a nickname and a real name for that matter and neither were the Dream Maker. His real name was Alexander Crosby. This might change I'm actually thinking his first name will be Evgeni.

There was no crystal ball or magic ball. There was no rhyme or reason to dreams coming true. However, miracles do in fact come true.

What dreams did he permit? Opportunity was the main issue. The phrase opportunity knocks was based on him. There was a whisper in their ear, a guiding light, a push in the right direction, a gentle nudge, subliminal messages, inspiration, and motivation were all part of his repertoire. Another important factor was being in the right place at the right time.

One particular dream that unfolded...

He didn't give up that one day he would find his true love.

It was unknown if he would live forever or not. He never felt like he was getting old.

How this power came to exist or come into his possession.

Growign up he always helped others. Went out of his way actually. Asked for nothing in return.

Many people might come to think of him as being Godlike. He didn't know his opinion on that matter, but he never tried to do His job or get in His way.

His first successful dream. Where he figured out his ability.
Accomplishment, feat

Luck or coincidence and maybe it was, but he had altered fate none the less.

A boy dreamed of having his very own dog to play with and take care of. There was a stray dog that was perfect. The dog was still practically a puppy and it desperately needed a home, love, and affection. The boy whose name was Jacob named the dog disaster. Bad things were always happening when the dog was around. The name fit.


One summer he witnessed a young lady staring intently at a beautiful necklace in a store front. He worked delivering newspapers and saved up every penny to buy her that necklace.

The Saint of Miracles was his nickname around town.

Around the holidays he lead food drives and put full course meals on the table for the poor. It was all they could ever dream for and more.

Sometimes he literally made dreams come true.
He was a master at natural medicine one of his many talents. HE spent his leisure time collecting herbs from the forest. Some people called them potions, he simply referred to them as common knowledge. A trade his father passed down to him. They would go searching for specific plants when he was a little boy. Home-made remedies that cured many of the town folk over the years. A lot of peopled dreamed of becoming healthy again or overcoming a sickness.

Eventually he learned that if he closed his eyes and concentrated really hard he could make things happens. This included events he witnessed on T.V. and he would later discover that what he wanted to happen or predicted to happen came true for those people.

It wasn't all pets, gifts, and health related dreams. He was responsible for countless engagements and marriages.

Alexander had ultimately effected hundreds of thousands of life's.

nothing to say

I don't have much to say right now. I'm in a bad mood. Really down. This sucks. Oh well hopefully I will pull through.

Started an Exercise/Lifestyle Journal/Record Book
I want to work out but not really that motivated
I'm just sick of being passed up by every girl I've ever liked in my life and I guess I got to start doing something different or change something about myself.

Do I have to be tanner? More muscles? Colored eyes? Perfect hair? Straighter teeth? Instead of my bashful crooked smile. Drive a fancy car? Live in a big house?


Do you realize how much hard work it is to have messy, shaggy hair where it looks like you don't do anything to it? It's a complicated, time confusing task to pretend lie you don't care.

I discovered this looking up how to grow hair like Zac Efron.

Does anyone know anything about layering hair? I have no clue. And I need a blow dryer damn are you crazy?

Indians suck. Braves suck.

"They painted them and made them shiny." A preschooler talking about going to the dentist.

So, my stomach hurts and I have some type of bruise. Didn't know why at first, then I was relieved to have figured out the culprit. It was from climbing over those fences collecting the lacrosse balls.


NFL draft is this Saturday and I admit I'm some what interested in even though I denied this previously. I like the fact that I didn't care about it and now it snuck (it's telling me snuck isn't a word what the hell?) up on me and that makes it more exciting now that it is almost here. I hope the Browns pull off a miracle and draft like 7 future hall-of-famers leading them to five Superbowls in ten years.
I can only dream.

Trying to drink 8 cups of water a day is hard even when you're really trying. It's a lot of water, but 8 beers goes down in an hour. 8 cups of water and your bloated and have to pee a lot.

who knows

I hate Sundays for the simple reason that I'm so wound up from the excitement of the weekend that I can't sleep!

Huge win for the Cavs on Saturday. I think we will sweep Detroit. Unless we take it easy on them. More home games more money for Cleveland.


Ate at BW's twice this weekend. It's like the only place we go to. Good food. Cool waitresses, good environment, lots of tvs for sports fans, expensive beer though.
A bottle of woodchuck cider was five dollars. Give me a break. Need to find a cheaper place to drink around Jason's. The cheapest draft is like 4 dollars. Crowes nest you can get one for two. That's why I'm starting to like it more than BW's.

Won cornhole over the weekend. The score was 21-2 and 21-2 really dominated them. We lost one game 21-20 but I don't consider it a loss because we gave them points they really didn't' get to avoid an argument.

Played Lacrosse this weekend and I think I'm really improving at catching. I'm a natural born shooter and passer. I'm like a hockey player that can't skate.
I shot around with some 7th graders. They are better than me skill wise. Since, they have actually played for years and I never have.It's cool to see actually. I played goalie or whatever you want to call it for them. They lost a ball so I jumped like three fences to find it for them. Ended up finding like five so I gave the balls to them.

Jason gave me one of his Lacrosse sticks to borrow and practice my hand technique with. That sounds gay. Oh well. My left shoulder hurts I need a massage.

What do you do when th is person that's not cool at all, isn't smart at all, isn''t athletic or interesting, but has a big heart and he wants to be your friend even though you don't really know him. I mean to get to the point he is slow and doesn't have any friends. I feel bad for him and sorry for him. What should I do? He has impossible dreams unless he is taken on as a charity case.

I need to be more assertive when I haven't had anything to drink.

My lips are chapped.

My throat still feels funny, but I think I'm almost better. I need to stay on the medication though because I seriously think it will come back if I don't knock it out for good.

I wonder if I can shoot the rubber in the racquetball court at the Y. I don't want to ask, but I don't want to get in trouble either. I know it doesn't mess up the walls or anything like that.

I really need to work on my hand movements and crossing over to catch on the opposite side of my body. Not to mention my left hand which is non existent.

Another hobby. It sucks when friends are so spread out. It makes everything so much harder. There was this study that if you have a friend within a mile of you that your happiness level automatically jumps 25% and if you're good friends with your neighbor it jumps 34% or something. I need more friends that live closer to me. Like Michael in Roaming Shores hahaha.


No ones getting a fishing license with me yet. That sucks. How sad.

Until you figure out that I mean something to you.

Lessons in the life of a toddler. Don't hit another toddler who has a hard plastic toy in his hand, because they will hit you back harder and over the head. Not the smartest. Also don't hit someone bigger than you.


Totally my idea. Both of them actually.



It was dark and I was drunk. No idea what this means, just wanted to type it.

For what it's worth

The list I wouldn't let you see. Unedited.

Let me count the ways:

1. Your deep brown eyes drive me crazy.
2. Your facial expressions...your smile
3. The way you pretend to hate me.
4. The way I feel when I see you
5. The fact I can't get you out of my head.
6. Your exquisite breasts (had to put this)
7. I wanted you since the moment I saw you and again the next time and every time after that
8. Your laugh
9.Your sweetness you hide from me, but know is there
10. The fact that I can talk to you forever about anything and everything and not get bored and not want it to end.
11. The connection I feel with you
12. Your presence
13. I like how we get along
14. You're beautiful, sexy, cute, adorable etc.
15. Smart, you have a degree and I know that takes dedication especially in this field
16. The way you are with Ayden
17. Your musical taste
18. The way you dress
19. I want to make love to you all night long and forever
20. Your love of house
21. Your fake growl and the way you whisper to me
22. Your h air short or long. I like it a lot right now.
23. The way you stare at me and I always catch you looking at me
24. I always want to know what you're thinking, what you're wondering
25. I want to share my life with you
26. I wish I could just pull you close by the waist and call you my girl

socks

So much is going on today and tonight. Cavs playoff game. Plus some big UFC fights.
I'm heading out. I'll be thinking of you.

I want to get a fishing license. Who wants to get one with me?

I'm only human.

I want a ship in a bottle.

Did I post about the teacher that was talking to the toddler she was like "You need to use words." and the toddler was like "Words?" If I did it's so funny to me it's worth mentioning again.

Take every shot like you mean it. Golf is all about habit, discipline, and doing the same thing over and over the exact same way.


Should I get a brand new Cobalt?

I don't now how that wouldn't be a perfect afternoon.
Car shopping, pretending we're a family. Where I'm like "What do you think about this one hunny?"
You think we can afford it? We'll make it work. The color matches the color
of my favorite shirt to see you in.

Practiced my golf swing today. Almost called my friend to go to the driving range.
Wanted my sister to go, but I knew she wouldn't want to since she has a date this afternoon.

Waved to Mike as he drove by. But I don't think he noticed me.
Waved to my Cousin Brandon.

Lost a golf ball.
Smashed in half of my plastic golf balls on the first ever swing at them. Lame.


She don't want the world, but I see the world in her eyes.
Too bad.

I hate this phrase: "I didn't say when."

I was listening to this 3 doors down song I really like and I was like I wish the opening 2 lines were different and fit me better and then I went to look up the lyrics and the song started playing on the page and the first two lines were DIFFERENT!!!! Because apparently they edited it for the American Pie 2 movie and they totally fit me and it was crazy!!!! Be careful what you wish for because you might just get it!!!

In case you wondered the original version goes:

He spends his nights in California
Watching the stars on the big screen
And then he lies awake and he wonders
Why can't that be me

'Cause in his life he's filled with all these good intentions
He's left a lot of things he'd rather not mention right now
Just before he says good-night
He looks up with a little smile at me and he says

(Chorus)
If I could be like that
I would give anything
Just to live one day in those shoes
If I could be like that
What would I do
What would I do
Yeah


The edited version is the same except the first two lines

He spends his whole life being too young
to live the life that's in his dreams
at night he lies awake and he wonders
why can't that be me?